I went to a Pride event over the weekend to support my church, and my elder, Sophia, who was selling her art. I glanced over her art, mostly deciding to observe and not buy.
Then I saw a piece of art titled “Audience of One.”
If you wonder why this piece of art struck me and spoke to me, please scroll to the top of this blog and look at my tagline.
I attended a prayer meeting at my church last Tuesday and it’s named “Prophetic Prayer and Worship.” Definitely lots of worship. We did some praying but my prayers were mostly self-centered.
- I am too blessed to be here.
- Everything is going right in my life. Other people need prayer more than I do.
- I don’t deserve to be here
I decided that once the meeting had ended, I would slip out quietly and alone, as I usually tend to do.
Sophia saw me from across the room and came over to welcome me. I exchanged words with her briefly before a woman in the Children’s Ministry came over to me and said, “I have a Word for you.” I stared at her, baffled, because I had no idea what that meant.
She said, “God told me to tell you that ‘he hears you, he sees you, he loves you, and he is with you.’ Does that mean anything?”
And in a few minutes, I was crying because those were all of the things that I felt like God wasn’t doing. I cried for quite a bit, but it’s something I needed. God could’ve chosen anyone else in the world to talk to. But he chose me. Or even if it wasn’t “God,” the lady felt compelled to tell me those things out of everyone else in the room.
So I’ve been seeing God’s hand in different things and speaking to me in different ways ever since.
So when I came across the painting above, I definitely knew that wasn’t a coincidence—that was God speaking to me in the most important way he knew how.
Signs and symbols are different for everyone, but God knows just how to speak to me and reach me.
He hears me. He sees me. He loves me. He is with me.
This Journey Is My Own 